Chapter 872 Iron Plate

Late at night, the Ming army camp.

The military newspaper of Vladivostok Fortress, a large amount of supply materials have arrived at the fortress. The army needs basically sufficient materials for the winter, and the ammunition stored is enough to fight two to three major battles. The final preparations for the Northern Expedition were basically completed, with 100,000 new recruits in Liaodong.

A large number of civilians can go north to fight after spring is in full bloom, and use the tactics of the sea of ​​people to completely crush the Russians.

In addition, there are two secret reports. Li Zicheng did bad things in Zang Nan, and the evil deeds he committed were shocking.

Li Dingguo led the Zhongzhen Camp to encounter fierce resistance from the natives in the southwest. The war was in a stalemate, and the war in the southwest showed signs of getting bigger and bigger. Ma Cheng had no expression on his face and burned two secret reports. Li Dingguo fought hard on the border, and Zhongzhen Camp suffered heavy casualties.

However, it is worth it. The more the war is, Dalian and the southwestern provinces have been involved. There is nothing wrong with it. Did the Ming Dynasty not pay any price when it was strong and fought to the Indian Ocean in one go, and would it leave the trouble for future generations?

A letter was given to Li Dingguo and to Fu Zonglong, the governor of the Southwest, to explain the pros and cons.

Tell the two not to be afraid of big wars and casualties. Even if the tombs are everywhere in the southwest, they will still fight to the Indian Ocean. At that time, the Taiwanese navy is on the sea and the southwest army is on the land, attacking on both sides, and will occupy the Europeans in India in one breath.

He went back to his hometown. He sent the letter, pondered for a moment and thought, wrote a private message to the emperor, drew a big cake for the emperor, and bewitched and bragged.

Emperor, do you want to surpass Tang Zong and Song Zu to be the emperor of the ages? Do you think about it? Wherever the army goes, the Russians give the heads and the barbarians surrender. If you and my king and his ministers do these great things, they will be in heaven.

Underground, from ancient times to the present, I have been the emperor of all ages, and Emperor Chongzhen. After writing a long letter, it was sealed and sent away. The emperor was kept in pain and was yelling to fight and expand.

While pondering, a sudden change arises.

Just as Ma Cheng was about to lie down with his clothes, his feet seemed to tremble slightly. In the Chenghua celadon cup on the table, a bowl of herbal tea rippled.

In my ears, I could hear the neighing sound of war horses and cannons in the distance.

Walking out of the Central Army's tent, the cloak was tightened outside the tent, calmly and calmly, watching the bright lights on the front line fighting on the whole line.

On the front line, 17,000 Russian troops launched a full-scale counterattack, or a night attack.

In the forefront trench, Ming army engineers waving a pickaxe and shovel were frightened and pale. They watched the Russian cavalry rush out of the darkness one after another, rushed into the bright lights, and sat on the ground in a frightened manner.

It trembled like an earthquake, and the sound of horse hooves were roaring in his ears.

"Arm, armed!"

In panic, young soldiers pulled out their battle knives, thrust them with their backs, kicked them with their feet, pulled them up, lined up, put down their pick-to-head shovels to get the muskets, and arranged defenses. Before they could get the muskets, they lined up with the pick-to-head shovels.

, fight, and attack the enemy cavalry at a slow pace.

On the front line, Li Pinggui burst into tears from the ground, looking at the Russian cavalry rolling in, cursing in his heart, "I won't come early or late, but I'm here on the turn. The Russians are still a little brave enough to see this."

The situation is not that the whole army has attacked.

“Armour!”

Li Pinggui roared at the top of his throat. A battalion of Ming troops in the trenches stood up one after another, climbed out of the trenches and retreated behind the chest wall, loaded up, and listed layers of platoon formations. Several behind the chest walls on the left and right wings, a battalion of Ming troops was

In the gathering, the gun array was arranged, and in the narrow passage between the chest, a small cannon was arranged every 100 meters to double the fire density on the front line.

In front of me, there was a bright light, and now it was already a man and a horse.

In sight, the Russian cavalry that was leading the way fell into a trap and rushed into the gravel thorn formation. As the war horses cried, smoke and dust rose everywhere. One by one, the Russian cavalry fell into the trap with their men and horses, or stepped on the caltrops and horses and fell into the front hoof, and fell one after another.

After a long time, another wave of cavalry rushed over, striking horses around the trap, and rushing towards the Ming army's positions on the bloody corpses.

"Grandmaster, don't be afraid of death!"

Li Pinggui cursed quietly, and when he saw the night charge of the Cossack cavalry army, he was really not afraid of death. After drinking, howled on the horse's back, he rushed forward one after another, and was shot with the stimulation of alcohol.

He can fight with blood and swing his sword.

"This group of barbarians is more cruel than the eight banners of Jianlu!"

Beside him, the adjutant sighed. He thought that Jianlu Eight Banners were already the most barbaric army in the world, but he did not expect to encounter a group of people who were even more desperate.

Li Pinggui grinned and said, "I will beat him to the point of obedience!"

In the camp, Macheng held a thousand-mile mirror and looked at the bright lights on the front line. The night charge of the Cossack Cavalry Legion was strange. The Cossacks were fierce and powerful. It was really all based on the word "ruthless". The cavalry Legion charge was immortal.

It is as brainless as later generations, but very effective. Several cavalry troops formed a sea of ​​cavalry to crush them, and the slightly weaker troops could not resist it.

There is only one in the world who uses cavalry as infantry to charge with meat bullets, and there is no other semicolon.

On the front line, in several trenches where civil engineering work, thousands of Ming army engineers were soon flooded by the fierce sea of ​​cavalry. The trap was trapped in the horse pit and the buffer belt did not stop the Cossacks' charge. They actually pushed them over with their bodies,

The horses leaped high, crossed the unfinished trenches and fell to the ground. More horses rushed into the trenches and tried their best to climb up the slope.

Li Pinggui felt soft and ran out of the trench and roared: "Let's go down, lie down!"

"Don't mess around, lie down!"

In the front trenches, the remaining Ming army engineers lay down one after another, curled up their bodies, and handed over life and death to God.

Rumble!

At this time, the Ming army artillery positions on both wings finally completed combat preparations, and twelve artillery posts fired one after another, blocking the fire at night according to the artillery table that had been drawn.

"Three-scale, rapid shot!"

"put!"

On the two-wing artillery positions, a roar, and amid the shrill bamboo whistles, twelve artillery whistles were blocking the shooting at full speed, and seventy-two six-pound field artillery poured out fire. In an instant, dense shells roared, low altitude

He flew past and smashed into the group of cavalry that was invisible in the middle of the night. Li Pinggui commanded the engineer to curl up and avoid the horse's hooves. Then he ran back behind his chest and pulled out his battle knife. Beside him were layered muskets.

Bang bang bang bang!

Small cannons per 100 meters were fired one after another, and gravel was fired.

One hundred steps.

Li Pinggui howled at the top of his throat: "Let me go!"

Crack!

A dense sound of guns suddenly broke out behind the chest wall, and a large number of Cossack cavalry charged fell into pieces with the sarcastic sound of war horses.

Crack!

The back formation suddenly burst into another dense gun sound at the same time. The Ming army behind the second line of chest wall was not afraid of hurting the friendly forces in front. They raised the muzzle an inch, closed their eyes and fired a volley, shooting towards the sky, surpassing the shooting.

Although it is not accurate, it is equivalent to shooting birds randomly, but it can always cause some effective damage.
Chapter completed!